The Great Worm Lich

With many people full of vigour, after Zhang Lisheng opened the heavy wooden door of the ancient house, the villagers in the village of Wowo didn't take much care for the first time and walked into the legendary'Zhangjia Old Mansion' for the first time.

　　Since it is located in the depression of the mountainside of the mountain village, the ancient house does not see the sun all the year round. When you step into the yard, it makes people feel that the temperature has dropped a lot, but as more and more people enter the door, it gradually no longer looks so cold.

After Tao Lilin walked into the ancient house, he shivered and shivered. Afterwards, he struck the spirit and began to tell the village’s later generations to do things: "Bring the daddy of the mountain bug to the center of the hall. We packed the ice coffin. Will find me to settle the bill.

Ermu, you put the coarse incense on the table, and then go to your Qishu's house to get a new rank, engraved'Lishan Wuxian Zhangmaidao Wushanjun', and remember it is'Lishan Wuxian Zhang' The pulse of Wushan Jun' must not be wrong.

　　Dogs, pheasants, Qiao Gong went to the well and hit a few buckets of water, wiped the doors of the outside and inside..."

　　 In the ancient customs of Miaowei, the term ‘shanjun’ refers to the beast as a tiger and the man as a ‘witch’.

Of course, the "witch" here has evolved into the meaning of "shenhan", and such honorifics are only used after death. Those **** sticks that are believed in ten miles and eight towns are usually called "old men" when they are alive. .

　　At the command of Tao Lielin, the young people in the villagers of Luwowo began to get busy in the Zhangjia old house, while the elders of the villagers dispersed and went home to cook fire.

　　Everyone has something to do, only Zhang Lisheng is standing idle in the hall, but after the thick blanket is taken, he has his own thing, that is, kneeling beside the ice coffin to thank guests.

　　 Miaowei governs the funeral and accepts thousands of guests. Regardless of whether they know the main family or not, as long as the guests come to the door, the main family will entertain the guests. Usually, it is the male head of the mourning family.

On the fifth day of the funeral, Zhang Lisheng knelt in front of Ady's body and thanked the guests from morning to night for more than ten hours every day. He was so tired that his face was extremely haggard, and the guests were mostly travelers to the mountain village except for a few folks.

　　 Can appreciate the real Miaowei funeral excitement for tourists, and even some free-standing donkeys deliberately extended the holiday, specifically staying in Luwo Village, waiting for Zhang Daowu to be buried.

　　 As for the villagers of the Wowo Village who helped to mourn the funeral in the ancient house, they gradually felt that the ‘Zhangjia Old Mansion’ had become dull. The most fearful thing was the unknown. The mysterious veil was revealed. This is just the well-being of an old mansion.

Finally, on the last day of the funeral, in the afternoon, the adult men and women in the village of Luwowo almost gathered together, plus the tourists who watched the lively scene, the water in the Zhangjia old house was blocked, and even the stone road outside was full of people. .

Tao Lilin, with a red cloth blanket on his shoulder, presided over the burial ceremony. He stared down at the mobile phone and raised his head when Jiji was coming. He turned on the microphone and blew it. Hearing the sound of "huh" was normal. Then he said aloud: "Mo noisy, no noisy.

　　The time is up, send Zhang Shanjun..."

Talking about halfway, Tao Lilin suddenly saw that the crowded villagers automatically let out a way, and the old village chief Tian Tian Shi Shiran dressed in a pure black seedling walked towards himself.

　　 "Ninety, you, you, how are you..."

"Dao Wu Adi's last trip, of course, I have to come off," Tian Jiushi, who did not show up during the funeral of Zhang Dao Wu, sighed, took the microphone from the stunned Tao Lilin and raised his voice: "Jishi Has arrived, old Hantian ninety sent Zhang Dao Wushan Jun to the road."

　　 After he finished, he took the red cloth blanket off Tao Lielin's shoulder and covered it on the head of Zhang Dao's corpse in the ice coffin.

The deceased put on his body, and the drummer, who was invited in a short while, mingled, and several sturdy middle-aged Miaowei women carefully lifted the bones of Zhang Daowu into a side wooden coffin and covered it with a coffin. The coffin is covered.

Kneeling Zhang Lisheng stumbled up from the ground, symbolically smashed the thick iron nails on the coffin cover from the wooden hammer, and then a brawny man wearing a black dress and a black cloth began to divide the coffin into four corners. The sixteen nails on the cover were nailed to death.

Among the lively tourists in the courtyard of the old house, there was a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looked listlessly at the strong man hitting thick nails with a sledgehammer, and whispered to his companion, "Sange, this is our Chinese Isn’t funeral the same?

　　 I thought that these Miaowei people would kill a bear, a wild boar blood sacrifice, and I didn't expect to see it except for not burning people for cremation. "

　　 If you want to see the rare, it is not easy, take a look at the ‘carved stone single-sided insect pattern ghost face’ hanging on the wall above the table of the temple house.

　　 If it is genuine, it is not always possible to find the exquisite antique witch mask of masonry at Sosby’s annual auction. "He is tall, and his middle-aged companion with a slightly beard, smiled and replied in a low voice.

　　 "That's not worth much money, three brothers, you carefully look at whether it is true!" The young man with a big eyebrow was shocked and was interested.

　　 "It's not worth the high price, but you don't know that this year, collectors have recognized porcelain, wood, bronze, and tinware, not to mention stone tools.

　　 But throwing it and selling it, it is inevitable to get 500,000 US dollars. If you put it on for a few years, the feng shui turns, and the stone tool suddenly becomes popular, then it is not impossible to add a one in the front and a zero in the back.

　　啧啧, this pattern, this knife, this product can be said to be perfect! "

　　 "Add one in front of half a million dollars, and zero in the back. That's not 15 million!

　　 Third, third brother, third brother, this is equivalent to white picking, not to see if it's true or false, let's just go along. "

　　 "This is a seedling land, or be careful. The spirit card says "Shanjun", this family is not easy." The third brother who had been a civilized smuggler in Western Sichuan for several years said carefully.

　　 "He Shanjun, that's feudal superstition. We didn't understand what we did in this line. I didn't expect to finish this ‘big work', and by the way, I can meet this good deed.

　　 Brother, let's get a ticket tonight with the "wire" and leave tomorrow morning, it is not proper. "

　　 "Things are good things, but everything must be considered long.

　　 This kind of thing can't be rushed, by the way, big eyes, what is the name of the landlord who always wanted to spend money with us in the farmhouse that I lived in these two days, and he said something tonight. "

"He was driving a truck to transport mountain goods into the city. Daming didn't know that. I heard his wife's old'ermu' and'ermu' call him. Tonight we'll set him up." Start talking.

The tall, middle-aged tourist with a slight beard nodded, not speaking, and looked away from the grimace mask hanging on the wall of the old mansion, as if nothing had happened, just the greedy color in his eyes. But it did not go away for a long time.

　　 The nails on the coffin of Zhang Daowu have been nailed to death. The heads specially invited from Shili Baxiang have lifted the coffin with wooden bars and hemp rope.

　　 They sang in unison: "There is a guest, there is a guest, who is not a guest..." The mourning song seems to be dangerous, but it walks out of the door very regularly.

　　 The coffin moved, and the crowd of crowds evaded. Zhang Lisheng followed the coffin restlessly, and thought of the dead dad in his heart, and felt a tingle;

　　As soon as I think of the witch insects that are drilled in the shallow underground, don't be trampled to death by the mourning guests

　　 thought for a while that I didn’t know if I should continue to go to school. Perhaps with hundreds of thousands of compensation money, it would be a better choice to work **** witchcraft.

　　 The trumpeter played the wild seedlings, led the mourning team through the stone road at the front, and climbed up an obscure mountain trail in the west of the village of Luwowo.

The mountain road is deep and dark, and the trees are dense to thin. When it reaches two or three hundred meters, it is bare. It is impossible to find a place to rest. If it is not the Miaowei who is carrying a coffin, it is a veteran who is familiar with the road. Just fell off the path.

　　Slowed for more than ten minutes, the funeral team finally came to a platform formed by the natural fracture of the mountain.

　　 The platform is huge, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is surrounded on three sides by the mountains, and one is facing a rushing river.

Hundreds and thousands of wooden coffins are densely stacked on the mountain platform on the side of the river. This is the burial place of the mountain village of Luwowo.

　　Waiting for the eccentric heart finally got great satisfaction at the last moment. Some breathless tourists began to take pictures happily. Some Westerners with tablet computers and satellite networks even started to update their personal homepages directly.

　　Although Tian Tian, ​​who is in the old village of Luwowo Village, is strong, he is an old man with a dying wind and wind after all. He can’t climb the mountain and can’t come to the burial ground.

　　Sullen face on the mountain platform, he shouted to the tourists who raised the camera and tablet computer: "I will talk about Haha first, the mountain burial will be accompanied by thousands of ghosts.

　　 Those of you who want to see the lively scenes are better off with their own duties. Otherwise, they will infuriate ghosts and gods, but no one can guarantee them, and death or injury! "

　　 After hearing his warning, some tourists changed their face, and unconsciously put down the digital products in their hands. Some people were numb, but the expression on their faces was less.

　　 For tourists who do not listen to dissuasion, Tao Lilin has no other way. After all, according to the custom of Miaowei people, the "foreign guest" is the most noble in the funeral, and there are no taboos.

He could only look right, and walked solemnly to Zhang Daowu's wooden coffin. The extended tone seemed to sing non-singing: "Chengli, Chengji, Dashan at this time, put the coffin to salute, Shanjun returns! "I want to put an end to the funeral as soon as possible, so as to facilitate the expulsion of these profane ancestors' "burial sites".

Hearing Tao Lilin’s command, the young and strong carrying the coffin responded in unison: the word “Nuo.” Shakyly lifted Zhang Lilin’s wooden coffin to the most east row of coffins on the mountain riverside. Put it down.